Hospitality · Concept
Where the days keep their own time.
Eleven rooms above a walled garden, an hour from the city and a world away from it. Fires lit by four, breakfast until noon, and nowhere you have to be.
Eleven rooms above a walled garden, an hour from the city and a world away from it. Fires lit by four, breakfast until noon, and nowhere you have to be.
A snug double under the eaves, with a window seat made for rain.
Our garden room — French doors onto the walled beds, a roll-top bath.
Two rooms and a fireplace, at the quiet end of the landing.
“Breakfast is the whole reason, and we take it seriously.”
Served eight til noon, in a room that catches the morning light.
Picked for the kitchen daily.
By the old orchard.
Honesty bar til late.
OS maps at reception.
Alder Lane, Weldon Vale · stay@alderhouse.example